Chapter 254 Restoring the Forbidden Forest
Filling the land is not an easy job. Although it is only the most basic land, Andrew is not yet able to use magic to create permanent soil out of thin air.
If they collapsed after just one year of repair, what kind of crappy construction was that? But he didn't need to fill them in, he just wanted to restore them to their original state.
As he yelled out these words, Percy and Hagrid began to retreat quickly, and Andrew himself began to use transformation to release the magic that compacted the land.
As the spell took effect, the originally solid and deeply sunken land began to gradually dissipate. The hardened soil broke into a sand-like existence, and began to flow slowly under the influence of the spell, like a pool of heated asphalt.
In the process of flowing and boiling, these black and gray substances began to expand, and the deep pit seemed to become a boiling cauldron.
'It's not as difficult as imagined...'
Andrew carefully maneuvered the things in front of him to dispel the messy magic power - after the messy power disturbing the soil disappeared, he only needed to withdraw his transformation spell to restore the soil to its original state.
'That's almost it...'
He withdrew his wand, and the boiling feeling began to gradually dissipate. The powdery soil even made this place appear to be higher than the surrounding flat land.
"Percy, do me a favor. Collect the snow around and pack it on top. This will compact the ground and bring out some random seeds..."
Andrew sighed and shouted loudly towards Percy - he had limited energy, and he would have to release this kind of transformation many times, so he couldn't continue.
"Merlin's socks, Andrew, your Transfiguration..."
While Percy looked at Andrew in surprise, he began to use magic to collect the surrounding snow, pile it up thickly on the large, bulging-looking mound, and push down a large amount of the latter easily.
"It's just that I practiced a little too much," Andrew checked the work. "It's done perfectly. Next... we'll think about the wood later..."
"Practice a lot? Are you kidding me? I've worked hard on the transformation technique a lot. That can't be achieved by just practicing a lot."
"You've invested a lot of time in other subjects," Andrew said haha - he wasn't lying, he really couldn't say it, but there was some hope at least. As I said, Percy would just wait to study it in depth after graduation.
"It's mysterious, but that's true. I don't have the courage like you..."
What's the difference between not taking an O and failing a class! He doesn't dare to allocate time like Taylor!
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After the last pile of snow was cleared, the three people and the dog started walking in the next direction - the two families often engaged in such threatening fighting areas, and they were very busy today.
"By the way, Andrew," Percy still didn't give up, "what do you think about magic?"
"How to look at it, a creative force."
Andrew casually took down a branch that still felt a bit alive, and answered casually, "Although creation is dozens of times harder than destruction, I still like creation and change - of course, I think this has something to do with me learning to transform." It has something to do with the ease of technique.”
"Some?" Percy rolled his eyes, "Okay, let's not talk about this unacceptable fact. If your talent was in magic, what do you think you would do?"
"That's probably to study magic spells and summarize the reasons why they are effective, and then study new magic spells - probably production and construction spells like clear water like spring or bubble head spell. It's probably my personal reason. I think they have potential. Bigger.”
"ah?"
Both Percy and Hagrid were stunned. They looked at Andrew almost together, "Are you serious?" "Of course," Andrew nodded, "There is no doubt that the curse is a classic, but regardless of No matter how they are changed, they are all damaging spells with extremely low lethality. The upper limit is right there. Killing spells are nothing more than slightly effective attacks. Those that are not fatal are not fatal. Those that are deadly are in no way comparable to Avada... That's it. …”
"That's Avada's Kedavra!"
"Yes, Avada Kedavra, but isn't advanced black magic still killing people? There is no surprise... In terms of the efficiency of killing... it is very powerful and amazing, but that's it..."
This spell can be called a magical weapon to torture vegetables, and it is a limited edition for wizards, but it is not guaranteed to kill - otherwise Dumbledore would have been unable to defeat Voldemort.
It is famous for its absolute malice and extreme destructiveness. Of course, the user also plays a big role, but compared to it, Andrew knows that it is more powerful, terrifying and efficient.
"Even if everyone in Hogwarts learns Avatar, there won't be anything extra for lunch..."
He has never practiced the Death Curse, and he doesn't know how to compare the two, but he really doesn't like studying this very much, huh?
"Ah, yes, no, I am too one-sided in this regard. Without the protection of the power of destruction, any changes are fake...I am too arrogant..."
Andrew was stunned for a moment, and finally denied his previous opinion - and began to think about whether he had been too arrogant some time ago.
Gradually mastering the power of transfiguration, beginning to study change, and studying alchemy, this was good, and it could even be said that it couldn't be better - but Hogwarts was actually not as safe as he thought.
'I'm a little behind in mastering my own power...I haven't even thought about using transformation to protect my own safety. My fighting methods are just some applications of transformation, and I only have a vague understanding of magic...'
"What are you talking about?" Percy patted Andrew's shoulder, "I'm just asking you for your opinion on magic. One moment you turn to Avada, and the next moment you deny yourself. I think you are I've been in the library for too long and haven't paid much attention to the outside world..."
"That makes sense..."
Andrew nodded, put aside those messy thoughts, and began to follow Hagrid and the others to deal with the messy traps in the Forbidden Forest.
Probably because he was familiar with the road, the speed behind him was much faster - but he finally saw the horseman halfway through the process.
"Hagrid, you guys? Huh?"
A tall centaur trotted over and watched in surprise as Andrew repaired the entire pit. "This is the boundary of the territory, Hagrid!"
"This is the Forbidden Forest of Hogwarts. Your hunting ground is large enough, and these messy pits will affect the entire forest."
"It started the war first!"
The Hoosiers seemed intent on adding something, but ultimately gave up - whether it was interception patching or persuasion.
‘It’s not just a life-or-death fight… just hiding it from Hagrid? ’
Andrew felt something was wrong, but he couldn't help it - who could stop the territorial conflict?
Besides, they already respect Hagrid enough...
'Go back and report to the professor... I will practice with the wood later and I will drag Hagrid with me... I guess this is the time, I will not be able to come to the Forbidden Forest during this period...'
(End of chapter)